This post is by Kyle Regan—a masochistic Stranger reader—has vowed to do every single thing recommended by the Stranger Suggests (movies, galleries, bars, concerts) for the month of January. Look for his reports daily on Slog. —Savage.

My dancing has been called a lot of things; things that aren’t exactly complementary. In most clubs, there’s a certain way you dance. You stray too far from the basics (or don’t know the basics to begin with) and you’re the moron tripping over other people's feet and stepping on toes. I don’t know if it was the people, the music, or the DJs, but the group at the KEXP Expansions MLK Unity Party were my type of people. I saw moves so gloriously inventive that I’ve added them to my repertoire. The fakery that I always feel when I go to a club was nonexistent: Everyone was there to dance. That’s it. No image to maintain, crowds to please, or other bullshit. Just a giant, hedonistic dance frenzy.

The music ranged from house, drum and bass, electronica and other shit with Martin Luther King Jr. quotes sprinkled in for good measure. I’ve been listening to KEXP’s Expansions program for awhile now, but seeing it live was a whole different beast. I couldn’t stop dancing and go home despite having to get to work early today. I kept telling myself 15 more minutes, 15 more minutes... and now I'm writing this on four hours of sleep while trying to stop two kids from bludgeoning each other to death.

Hey, have I mentioned that I work as a nanny?

• DJ Riz

Dave Segal promised righteous ass shaking and the crowd delivered. This week's crop of suggested stuff is definitely a higher caliber than previous week's crop. Whether The Stranger staff are stepping it up because of me or, uh, they just felt like it, it’s a welcome change. I think my first week was 4/7ths movies. If this week is any indication of the rest of the January, I’m going to expect two things: sore feet and good times.